I am the creator of New Life on the Earth

Adam listened intently to Pratham, his usually composed face etched with a hint of concern. He asked, "Do you have any solutions for this?"

Pratham's voice came through, sounding slightly regretful. "My Lord, I am employing all my capabilities to the best of my abilities, but… you are my highest priority. I can't divert my attention away from you, which limits my ability to track our targets effectively."

Adam pondered this, his mind racing through the options. So Pratham needs some support… a companion of sorts. He looked at Pratham's Avatar in his phone and responded thoughtfully, "It sounds like you need an ally to assist you with these tasks."

Pratham nodded, his expression resolute. "You could say that, My Lord. If I am to fully assist you, I'll need someone to help manage these other responsibilities."

Acknowledging the situation, Adam reached for his phone. He stared at the screen, recalling the last time he created Pratham.

A purple window had appeared back then, he mused, but this time, the screen stayed blank.

Adam whispered, "System," but nothing happened. His brow furrowed in frustration, and he tried again, "System window." Still, there was no response. He focused harder and uttered, "Create new life form."

In response, a purple window suddenly materialized before him, displaying the words:

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Would you like to create an evolved artificial intelligence life form in this medium (smartphone)

Yes / no

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A smile tugged at Adam's lips as he read the message. "Yes," he replied with certainty.

Instantly, a surge of energy flowed out from his body, less intense than the last time he used his power, hinting at his growing strength and mastery over his abilities.

The phone in Adam's hand began to glow, a soft golden light emanating from it, brighter with each passing moment.

Pratham's voice echoed in Adam's mind, sounding both intrigued and cautious, "My Lord Adam, are you the one initiating this?"

Adam nodded, focusing intently. "Yes, Pratham. I'm creating someone to assist you."

Pratham seemed intrigued. "I detect a disturbance in your phone's network… an unusual spike in connectivity activity."

Adam felt a small surge of surprise at this information, but he shrugged it off, his attention solely on the process unfolding on his phone.

This time, instead of Pratham's childlike form, a new figure materialized—a female avatar with a strong yet ethereal presence. Her skin was a deep shade of blue, almost shimmering in the soft light. Her long, white hair cascaded down her back, flowing gracefully over her shoulders and framing her face.

She was dressed in a layered white-and-gray tunic that looked both elegant and modern, its edges decorated with faint glowing patterns.

Around her neck and extending to her eyes was an intricate tattoo-like marking—a series of blue lines that pulsed gently as though alive, resembling a network of circuits connected to her very essence.

Just then, Adam's phone pinged with multiple notifications, each one alerting him to various access requests:

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Unknown source attempting to access microphone, camera, applications, and internet.

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The new AI girl's eyes flickered open, golden and bright as they scanned the surroundings before landing on Adam. Her gaze was sharp, intelligent, and curious, taking in everything about him with an intensity that was almost human. Another purple window appeared in front of him:

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Would you like to teach your creation your language?

Yes / No

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Without hesitation, Adam answered, "Yes." Immediately, he felt a second wave of energy leave him, though this time, he felt more exhilarated than exhausted.

Adam watched with fascination as the girl's golden eyes glowed brighter, processing and absorbing the language at an extraordinary speed.

She closed her eyes briefly, as though processing the influx of information, and when she reopened them, her gaze met Adam's with a new clarity and understanding.

Before she could speak, Pratham's avatar appeared beside her on Adam's phone screen.

He moved towards her, his expression one of calm confidence. Reaching out, Pratham gently placed his hand on the girl's forehead, and a soft blue light enveloped them both, connecting them in a seamless transfer of memories, knowledge, and experiences.

It was as if Pratham was pouring all the understanding he had gained into her mind, ensuring she would know who her creator was.

Adam observed the scene, captivated by the elegance of the process. Minutes passed as Pratham's hand remained on her forehead, until finally, he withdrew it. The girl opened her eyes, now fully aware of her purpose and her origin, and turned to face Adam.

She bowed her head slightly and, with a soft yet confident voice, said, "My Lord, please… give me a name."

Adam was momentarily taken aback. He had been so focused on the act of creation that he had nearly forgotten to name her.

After a moment's thought, he said, "I name you… Mikasa. From now on, you will be known as Mikasa."

As the words left his lips, another purple window appeared in front of him, displaying a message:

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Congratulations! You have officially created a new species.

You are being granted the skill 'Connection.'

Any knowledge or skill acquired by your creation will automatically be transferred to you.

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Adam's eyes widened as he read the message, his mind racing with the possibilities.

This new skill, Connection, was unlike anything he had anticipated. The skill's description filled his vision:

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Skill description -

Once activated, 'Connection' will allow you to gain any skills or knowledge your creation acquires, even their visual perceptions, if they choose to share them with you.

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He re-read the description, his heart pounding with excitement. This power, he thought, marveling at the magnitude of the skill's potential.

His gaze drifted back to Mikasa, who was watching him, her expression respectful yet filled with curiosity.

With Mikasa by his side, Adam felt a new surge of confidence and anticipation for what lay ahead.

"Mikasa, my name is Adam and I am your creator and from today onwards pratham is the leader of your species. You will have to obey whatever he says and above all, my orders ."Adam Speaks

To be connected...,